I got yer Get Up And Go, right here!

Woke up this morning at 7am, rushing to get cleaned up and out the door to make it to the theater by 8am. We're installing a new accounting software program today and training the staff on it. Training began at 9am. The idea was that we would finish installing it from 8 to 9, this morning. (Because there were complications with the install on Friday and on Sunday. Yes, I came into the office on Sunday.)

Got to the theater at 8:30am, because the buses were running slowly because of the re-routing for the folk festival and also because I was running a little late.

For the ridiculous amount of drinking that I did last night, I feel surprisingly lively and sharp.

My boss doesn't mind that I was late. (I texted ahead.) She seems to be wearing a general sense that "he knows what he's doing" that forgives me for little transgressions like the tardiness. I think that the text helped that too.

Nothing goes right when we begin the install. Our servers and systems are so old that they can't even run the program. (The accounting software that we're getting away from is on DOS, people.) Which means that we UNINSTALL the program, upgrade the MSDE system and then RE-install the program as well as the accounting database.

While this is happening, I also have a new employee at the theater. A department head. A Very Important Person. And I'm getting him set up on his computer with Outlook, printers, contact sheets, his files and the files of his predecessor.

I run away from him periodically and check the un-install that's happening, as I type this. My accountants are being trained on a dummy system in one of the theaters upstairs.

And to top it all off, the President of the Board just arrived and has taken my boss out for coffee and an important meeting of some kind.

I feel productive today, people.

I am "Getting Things Done" today, people.

The only break from the productivity was to hammer out this entry and eat a donut that I sent my intern to buy for me.

I like being productive.
I like getting things done.
And I like it that my boss sees me working extra time this weekend and coming in two hours early and looks at me, not like the "retarded boy that replaced her assistant of four years" but as "the guy who knows what he's doing". That's the guy that I want to be.

Back to the grindstone...